The weekend had finally arrived. Katie thought it would never come. Her parents and younger sister were going to the eastern part of the state, far away, where they couldn’t bother her. Katie told them she couldn’t go on their little family outing because of a big test she had to study for, but in fact she had no homework whatsoever. She also didn’t have to be at work this weekend. She had nothing to do.
The only bad part about this weekend was that her boyfriend, Sam, was out of town, too. ‘Oh well, I’ll just have to manage.’ Katie thought to herself as she parked her car in the empty driveway in front of her home. She looked at her watch: 3:15 on a Friday afternoon. ‘Plenty of time’ She thought.
She went straight to her room, dropped her backpack on the floor, and threw herself on her bed. She lay there for a few minutes, staring at her ceiling. Should she change now or later? Katie smiled a wicked smile and decided on now. She rolled off the bed and went to her closet, pushed aside almost a dozen pairs of shoes, and pulled out an old, supposedly empty suitcase. She set it on the floor in front of her bed, unzipped it slowly, and with great anticipation, opened it up.
Inside was a treasure chest of infancy. Assorted disposable diapers, thick cloth diapers, baby pins, powder, oil, a pacifier, plastic pants, even some baby clothes with prints on them. Katie decided on two big cotton diapers, and set them out on her bed. She grabbed four baby pins, the baby powder, and oil. She set them beside the diapers. Finally she rummaged around in the suitcase for awhile until she found what she was looking for: plastic pants that locked at the top. “I’m a very naughty baby!” Katie smiled to herself as she put the pants on her bed.
She stood up and unbuttoned her jeans. They fell down around her ankles, exposing her beautiful legs and white cotton panties. Next she pulled off her tight fitting T-shirt and threw it to the floor. She undid her bra and watched herself her full-length mirror as she took her bra off. Katie really liked her breasts. She thought they had just the right shape, and were just the right size for her 5’ 6" body. Unlike some seventeen year-old girls, Katie wasn’t ashamed of her body. She actually liked to flaunt it.
Finally, off came the panties. She stepped out of them, completely naked. She sat down on her bed, the two diapers between her legs. She pulled the first diaper tight around her slim waist. She pinned it into place, and then pinned the second diaper on. She stood up, making sure the diapers were tight, and would stay on. Katie sat back down on the bed, and poured a gracious amount of baby oil down the front of her diapers. She loved the feeling as it worked its way between her legs.
She lay back on her bed, stuck her right hand between the diapers, and moved her fingers very slowly back and forth. It didn’t take much, and soon Katie was incredibly excited. She rolled her head to the right, and laughed out loud. She licked her lips moved her hand faster, harder. In a matter of minutes, Katie had achieved an orgasm. “Quicker than the real thing.” She said. She lay there a few more minutes, breathing deeply. When she was ready, she sat up, poured some powder down her diapers, and then pulled the locking panties on.
They were see-through, and Katie examined herself in the mirror again. She liked her naked body, but she liked her body in diapers even better. She locked the panties into place, and put the oil and powder back into the suitcase. She took out her pacifier, put it in her mouth, and sucked on it happily, while putting away the suitcase. Then she headed upstairs, to get something to eat.
She didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing her, because two large trees in her front yard blocked the window. There were windows in the back of the house, including on in Katie’s room, but you couldn’t see in them unless you were in the backyard.
Katie made herself a big bowl of instant oatmeal. She sat at the kitchen table, and watched cartoons on a little television. ‘How great is this?’ Katie thought. ‘I’m just sitting here, with the whole house to myself, being a complete baby. It just can’t get any better.’
When Katie was full, she got up to throw the rest of the uneaten oatmeal away. ‘I hardly ate any of it.’ Katie was surprised at herself. ‘Guess my eyes are bigger than my stomach.’ Just as she was about to dump the oatmeal in the garbage, she got an idea. Katie had peed in her diapers and pants on many occasions, but had never pooped. The thought of a big mushy mess in diapers turned her on, but she wasn’t going to poop. She decided to dump the rest of the oatmeal down her diapers, to see how it felt.
It took some work, with the panties being locked rather snugly, but after some effort, a large amount of oatmeal made its way to the back of Katie’s diapers. Katie was enthralled. She sat down several times, in several positions, and felt how the still warm oatmeal oozed between her legs. Finally, Katie decided to finish her cartoons.
After Katie finished her cartoons, she decided to fix up her room. Not fix as in clean up, fix as in babify. She had plenty of stuffed animals, which she kept on her bed even when she wasn’t in diapers. She spread them out throughout her room. Next she emptied her underwear drawer in to a garbage bag, and filled the drawer with her diapers and rubber pants. She put the bag in the laundry room. ‘No need for these. It’s diapers all weekend.’ The thought made her giggle.
Lastly she hung a couple of decorations her mom had kept from her room when Katie really was a baby. She looked around her room, which now could have been mistaken for a toddler’s, were it not for the full sized bed in the corner. All that work made her sleepy, and she nestled under her warm covers amongst her teddy bears to fall asleep. She drifted off to dreamland slowly, absent-mindedly sucking her thumb as she went.
Katie awoke to a loud series of thumps. She looked up at her window, and saw her boyfriend Sam peering in. “Hi!” He yelled through the glass. “Let me in!” He smiled at her.
“I’ll meet you at the front door.” Katie said. He nodded and began to make his way to the front of the house. ‘What am I going to do!?’ Katie panicked. She made sure Sam wasn’t still at the window before she got out of bed, her diapers in full view. She opened the suitcase and frantically began looking for the key to the lock on the plastic panties. She didn’t find it. ‘Don’t panic, it has to be here somewhere.’ It wasn’t. Katie heard Sam pound at the front door.
‘I know, I’ll tell him I’m sick, and he has to leave.’ Katie hurriedly looked for some pants that would fit over her diapers. She grabbed a pair of light gray sweats and an oversized sweater. She checked herself in the mirror. ‘Not to bad,’ she thought, ‘but he can’t hang around long.’ She ran up the stairs to the front door.
“Took you long enough.” Sam said, he moved to hug her, but she stepped back. “Sam, I’m really not feeling well, you should leave.” Katie hoped the noise from her diapers wasn’t too loud.
“Really, that’s too bad. I bet I can make you feel better.” Sam moved for her hips. Katie slapped his hand away.
“No! No, really, I just want to be alone right now. Sorry. What are you doing back so soon anyway? I thought you had some big trip this weekend.”
“Well I did. But you see, it wasn’t going to take all weekend. It was just to pick up my new car, and I wanted to surprise you.”
“You got a new car!” Katie exclaimed. Sam had been saving up for a car for a while. He had been looking at a very nice red Honda. It was super cool, and super fast. Katie really hoped he had gotten that car.
“Come and see it, come on.” Sam motioned to the porch. “You can see it from here.”
Katie stepped out onto the porch, now hating the fact that she had a load of oatmeal weighing her diapers down. Sure enough, there was the little red sports car. “Great, now I’m going back inside.” Katie turned to go, but Sam grabbed her shoulder.
“C’mon Kate, take a ride. Just around the block. It’ll be quick, I promise. Then I’ll leave you alone. You know you want to.”
“One ride, around the block, then you’ll go. Promise? I don’t want you seeing me like this… I don’t want you getting, um, sick.”
“Alright, let’s go!” Sam bolted to the car. Katie was slow to follow. She sat down on the nice comfortable seat, and winced as the oatmeal forced its way to the front of her diapers. They weren’t long out of the driveway when Katie came to a frightening realization: She had to pee.
She was doing fine, fidgeting a little, but she managed to keep up conversation with Sam, and she didn’t think he noticed his girlfriend was in diapers. All the time the pressure on her bladder was building. “This sure is a long way around the block.” Katie said.
“Well, I didn’t think you literally meant around the block.”
“YES! That’s it. I’m sorry, I just really don’t feel up to this right now.” Katie had her hands between her knees, trying to keep her diapers as dry as possible for as long as possible.
“Fine, I’ll take you home.” Sam went to make a right turn and head back for Katie’s house.
“Could you go a little faster, I kinda gotta go to the bathroom.” Katie said.
“Sure, Kate. Check out what this thing can do.” Sam stepped on the gas, and the car took off. Suddenly, a van pulled out in front of them. Sam slammed on the brakes, sending Katie flying forward.
The pressure of the seat belt on her bladder, in combination with the scare of almost being in an accident, was too much for poor Katie. She let loose, and flooded her diapers. Even after the danger had passed, and Katie was seated normally, she continued to pee. She hoped Sam wouldn’t notice.
“Sorry, Kate. Are you okay?” Sam looked at her with his big blue eyes.
“I’m fine just get us home.” Katie was almost in tears.
They pulled up into Katie’s driveway, when Sam looked at her and said, “You sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, I just gotta… go to the bathroom.” Katie began to open her door when Sam said, “I think you did. My seats were not that dark before.” Katie looked where Sam was pointing, underneath her left thigh. A dark patch stained the light fabric. “Don’t worry, Kate, it was my fault, don’t worry about it.” Sam tried to console her, but Katie burst into tears.
“My diapers leaked!” Katie said without thinking.
“You’re what?” Sam said.
“Nothing. I’ll call you later, good bye!” Katie said, and ran to the house. As she did, Sam saw the dark stains on either side of her inner thighs. “Diapers?” Sam thought to himself as he pulled the car away from the house.
Katie got inside and slumped on the floor, crying her eyes out. What was she gonna do? She was locked in diapers, wet diapers at that. She had just accidentally told her boyfriend, and had peed in his new car. Katie was convinced her life was over. She took off her pants and walked slowly down stairs.
Katie walked slowly into her room, her pace slowed by the thick wet diapers bulging between her legs. Through the clear plastic of her panties, she could see the dark stain on the outermost diaper. She wished she could change herself, but she had no idea where the key to her panties was, and it was Saturday night. By this time tomorrow, if she hadn’t found a solution, her entire family would see her in diapers. Katie was not about to let that happen.
Sam called a few minutes later. He said he was sorry for dragging Katie out when she wasn’t feeling well. He said to forget the whole thing, and he’d see her in school on Monday. Katie was relieved. Now she wouldn’t have to worry about telling her boyfriend.
An hour passed. Katie had turned her room inside out looking for the key. Still nothing. She thought she could probably deal with wet diapers, it wasn’t that bad. The oatmeal was a little uncomfortable, but it could be worse. She decided to get more to eat, thinking she’d be more level headed after a meal. She waddled upstairs, and made herself some hamburger helper. This time, the unfinished portion didn’t end up in her diapers.
She headed downstairs, to her room. She re-oiled and powdered herself, trying to avoid getting diaper rash. Then she watched some more television. She was sucking happily on her pacifier, remarkably cool considering her situation, when Katie realized she had to go to the bathroom again. However, this time, she didn’t just have to pee. Katie shuddered at the realization that she was going to poop in her diapers, just like a little baby.
In a flash she was upstairs, in the bathroom. She opened the cabinet, looking for some scissors. Maybe she could cut the panties off. After some searching, she found scissors she thought might work. Desperately, Katie tried cutting the chain that held the panties snug around her waist. Her movements became more frantic, as she was quickly losing control of her bowels. The scissors weren’t making any headway in freeing her from her diapered torture.
Slowly, her bowels gave way. Katie began to involuntarily fill her diapers with the end product of two days worth of food. She through the scissors on the floor and watched helplessly as the diapers continued to expand. Katie felt her butt grow warm as the soft mess worked its way between her legs. The diapers grew tighter as Katie’s bowels finished relieving themselves. Then, before she knew what happened, Katie peed again. The growing stain on her crotch told Katie she was a complete baby, incapable of even the slightest control.
Katie began to do the only thing she could do: cry. She let out loud, deep sobs, as tears streamed down her face. Still sobbing, Katie headed downstairs to bed. She found it made less of a mess if she crawled around on all fours, so crawl she did. She found her pacifier, and sucked on it as she slowly cried herself to sleep.
Later that night, Katie awoke, having to go to the bathroom once again. She cursed herself for being so stupid, as she knew Hamburger Helper always gave her the runs. With very little fight, she let herself go, and another, much less solid load filled her diapers to the point of overflow. She was laying on her stomach, so the mess surged forward, to the front of her diapers.
“I’m so stupid.” She said angrily. “Just a stupid little baby!” There was no escaping the mess, so Katie just rolled over on her back, and went back to sleep.
Katie awoke to the sound of a familiar voice. “Isn’t that just darling?” Katie’s younger sister, Amanda, was standing not three feet from the bed. Katie was so surprised the pacifier dropped from her open mouth. “But it smells awful.” Amanda continued, sniffing the air. “Does baby Katie need changing?”
“How did you get in here? What are you doing home so early.” Katie shot a glance at her clock radio. It read 10:30 Sunday morning.
“Well, we were visiting grandma and grandpa, and Uncle Rob was heading home a little earlier than mom and dad. So, I hitched a ride with him, and let myself in, knowing I’d find you like this. You are so predictable.”
“What are you talking about?” Katie asked, a slight tremble in her voice.
“I found your suitcase of baby stuff a while ago, while I was looking for something nice to wear. You really should have hid it better. I was a little shocked at first, but the idea of you in diapers, acting like a little baby…” Amanda laughed wickedly, and Katie felt her face go red. “I knew you wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to indulge yourself with everyone else gone from the house. So I took the liberty of borrowing the key to your locking panties for the weekend. That way, I’d be sure to catch you in the act.” Amanda held up a small key on a chain that hung around her neck.
“Give me that back.” Katie moved to grab the key, but the bulk around her waist made her movements slow and clumsy. Amanda just laughed. Katie stood before her thirteen year old sister in soiled diapers and locking panties, and realized that her sister had the upper hand.
“I’ll change your diapers, but you will remain in diapers, and do everything I say, otherwise the key stays with me.” Amanda said coldly.
Katie pondered the situation for a moment. She badly needed to get out of these diapers, but wasn’t too happy about going right back in to new diapers. Especially not when it was her sister that was putting them on her. Finally, she decided to do as her sister said.
“Lay on your bed.” Her sister commanded. Amanda withdrew two white disposable diapers from the suitcase, along with powder and oil. She unlocked Katie’s panties, removed the old diapers, and cleaned off her older sister’s crotch. She slipped the first diaper underneath Katie, and applied a large amount of powder and baby oil. Then, with expert precision learned from so many years of baby sitting real babies, she taped the diaper in to place.
“And just to make sure my baby doesn’t get any leaks, I’m going to double diaper you.” Amanda said to Katie in that silly way adults talk to little babies. Katie knew she was going to be wearing two diapers, the fact that her sister had to say it was just rubbing it in.
After the second diaper was on, Katie was locked back in to the panties. Her sister sat her up and admired her handy work. “Don’t worry about the key,” Amanda smirked, “I’ll hold on to it for safe keeping. Now, let’s pick you out some clothes.”
Amanda dug through the suitcase until she found a pink pair of shortalls. They were like overalls, except the legs were shorts, not full length. There were snaps along the inside crotch area, for easy diaper changes. A cartoon baby bunny emblem adorned the front. Amanda picked out a short white baby tee from Katie’s “big girl” clothes, and put it on Katie. It was very small, not even making it to Katie’s belly button. It did, however, show off Katie’s chest quite nicely.
Amanda had Katie stand up, then made her step in to the shortalls, one foot at a time. As she pulled them up and fastened the straps over Katie’s shoulder’s, Katie thought she was going to cry.
Amanda pinched Katie’s cheek and said, “Just look at you! Aren’t you just the cutest wittle bay-bee!” Amanda grabbed the oversized baby bottle from Katie’s suitcase. “I’m going to make you a drink, you stay here and clean up this mess.” Amanda gestured to the suitcase and it’s contents, spread out over the floor. “It better be clean when I get back, or baby Katie’s gonna get a spanking!” Amanda started to laugh wildly. “From her little sister!”
Just as Katie finished cleaning her room, Amanda bounded through the door,
holding the baby bottle. Katie was on her knees, zipping up the suitcase. Before
she could move, Amanda grabbed her by the hand and pulled her to her feet. “Sit
on your bed.” She commanded.
Katie did as she was told. Amanda sat next to her, and stroked her beautiful
hair, which was pulled back in pigtails. Amanda forced the bottle in to Katie’s
mouth and told her to drink. As Katie gulped the bottle down, Amanda just
watched, obviously amused by her older sister’s reduced condition. After Katie
finished the bottle, she felt like she was going to explode. “What was that?”
Katie asked. “It tasted awful.”
“Well, it was just a little of this and that from the kitchen. You know, prune
juice, cherries, bananas, laxatives- everything that would ensure you’re gonna
fill your diapers quick. By the way, mom and dad said they’d be back kinda late
tonight, around nine or ten, so I invited Stephanie over to help me baby sit
“You WHAT!?” Katie panicked. It was bad enough her sister caught her like this,
but there was no way Amanda’s little blabbermouth friend was going to see Katie
in diapers. The two had never gotten along. That was probably why Amanda had
invited her over.
“You can’t do that, please Amanda!” Katie got down on her knees. “You’ve seen me
in diapers, you’ve ordered me around. Please, don’t let someone else see me like
this.” she begged her younger sister.
Amanda grinned, and said, “But I wouldn’t want my wonderful shake to go to
waste. I’m just dying to see you poop in your diapers. Tell you what, baby
Katie. You fill your pants right here in front of me, and maybe I’ll think about
letting you out of diapers.”
Reluctantly, Katie agreed. “How do you want me to do it?” she asked.
“Take off your clothes. Nothing but your diapers and plastic pants.” Amanda
giggled. After Katie had disrobed, Amanda said, “Turn around and face the wall.
Grab your knees, I wanna see your big butt.” With a red face, Katie did was she
was told. She spread her legs, and concentrated.
“Oh, this is gonna be fun! My sister’s pooping her diapers, my sister’s pooping
her diapers!” Amanda chanted, still seated on Katie’s bed. Suddenly, Katie
didn’t have to try. Her bowels released a steady stream of thick diarrhea, and
Katie could feel her diapers expand. The load filled the back of her diapers,
and because she was bent over, the mess began to seep towards the front.
Just as Katie was finishing this ultimate act of humiliation, there was a flash
from behind her. She turned around, and saw Amanda was holding a Polaroid
camera. Katie stood straight up, almost oblivious to the load between her legs,
and Amanda flashed another picture. “Just for old times sake.” She said.
“Give me those!” Katie lunged forward, but Amanda jumped off the bed just in
time. Katie charged, and Amanda barely had time to set the camera down before
Katie was upon her, tackling her to the ground. In her rage, Katie had forgotten
about the fact that her younger sister had taken several years of Tae Kwon Do,
and was one of the best in the state. With expert precision, Amanda escaped from
underneath Katie, and managed to pin one of Katie’s arms behind her back. Katie
howled in pain, one arm caught underneath her, the other pinned behind her back.
Her butt stuck straight up in the air, a perfect target for her angry sister.
Amanda mercilessly wailed on Katie’s backside, saying, “I’ll take whatever
pictures of you I want to.” Katie began to cry, not so much because of her
degrading situation, but because her sister was giving her a brutal spanking.
After Amanda was done, Katie lay on the ground, crying longer and louder than
she’d ever done before in her life.
“I hope that teaches you a lesson.” Scolded Amanda. “Now get dressed and pull
yourself together. I’ve got a friend coming over, and I want you to look
presentable for her.” With that, Amanda took the pictures and stormed out of the